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			<title>Senses</title>
			<description>Her throat seemed to tighten uncontrollably, while her smiled became slightly less genuine. She acted like she was listening, but anyone who knew anything about her knew she hadn't heard a word. She stayed silent, only nodding occasionally; but the whole time her lips were moving: they seemed strang..</description>
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			<title>Remember Me?</title>
			<description>Find Out.</description>
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			<title>Broken Bridges and Startling Streams</title>
			<description>Just so you know my poems have a lyric-like quality to them, as I find it easier to sing as I write.</description>
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